big v dense words

the third, originally uploaded by nirbhao.

I'm the cartoon canine cowboy, arms stretching as they drag me through the door. my feet will catch, but it will only be a temporary delay.

rare glints of bliss

, originally uploaded by nirbhao.

yesterday I shot a wedding. the dance floor pictures are going to require some attention; in the meantime, enjoy the old dude rocking out.

One of the pictures I took was of the bride and her daughter, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother. five generations of women in front of my camera and in my memory card.

photo overload!

, originally uploaded by nirbhao.

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the glaze firing turned out disappointing. I guess it wasn't really that bad, but I don't feel like I can give one of the pieces I had made as a gift (on a bit of a tight time-frame). it was on the top shelf and pretty much the entire reason I fired this weekend, and so I looked at the rest of the pieces with that disappointment in my belly.

saturation metallic and I got into a fight.

the chickens in this batch turned out pretty well, although I don't understand why so many people are sending me logos.

click = ♥

send pictures or email me (shine@thedelicion.com) and I will mail you tiles.

I actually used a tripod for the documentary photos. there were definitely drawbacks, but I'm getting better with tools to make life easier.

my Obama bowl is listed on ebay. go buy it so that I can stop disappointing my parents by wasting so much time elbow-deep in mud.

several months ago -- possibly more than a year -- while searching the now defunct cnet free music download database, I came across The Milk and Milk Money. the website directs to last.fm.com, but the Milk Money song I really like isn't available for download.

I have them for you, though!
Roll yo Belly by Milk Money
The Bad Guys by The Milk

last night both of them came up in my "random" playlists. both are good songs both in spatial and technical organization and lyric logic.

also, Jose Gonzalez is also amazing. I love everything I've heard that he's written.

also also, Four for Smoking has music available on amazon.com.

sell out to sell

I listed it.

honestly, I feel a bit terrified for several inarticulate reasons. maybe I'll have better luck on ebay than etsy-- because, as you know, EVERYONE is buying small-studio original art these days.

(sigh)

the glaze firing yesterday went a little slow but otherwise uneventful. in a situation like this involving four digit temperatures, uneventful is the best possible outcome. I can open the kiln tomorrow morning and it is KILLING me to wait.

also, I am hungry.

I promise

, originally uploaded by nirbhao.

I'm feeling much better emotionally.

the kiln is heating up right now, full of goodness.

the weather outside is beautiful

69, originally uploaded by nirbhao.

my favorite fortune broke out from the cookie during a downpour.


Michigan is one of the few places in the world that experiences 30º temperature swings on a daily basis. during the day, though, the sun shines and the air is between 65º and 72º F. absolutely perfect weather.

I left my car windows down last night, and I don't care. it seems like everything I do disappoints someone or someone else or me. I feel like my doctors are lying to me, telling me that I will be able to do school this coming term. my initial assessment at the Cleveland Clinic is May 7, and classes start on May 11.

I feel like I am a fraud for believing I can do law school. this is the second time my health has interrupted my ability to function as a law student so severely that medical intervention is necessary.

(deep breath)

it took four years, but I had finally reached a point where I could appreciate what I do have and be grateful for the good in my life. now, I am frustrated, angry, and entitled. I know I need to, but I have no desire whatsoever to accept that all of medical science can't make me better.

certain I make it look easy, it pisses me off that no one gives me credit for how much I overcome, as if no one else struggles in life.

I fucked up this piece because of my tremor:


usually, I don't keep those pieces. this one, I decided, is important-- for what, I'm not sure.



anytime I use dashes I feel a pang of guilt for not remembering the difference between the em-dash, en-dash, and hyphen. this is what law school does to a person.

happiness

, originally uploaded by nirbhao.

I love my family. deeply. you will make a wonderful addition.

I've been glazing somewhat compulsively this past week-- tiny, intricate details-- a prayer in latin, a sailor jerry tattoo.

I can feel my brain melting in my head.

read the mysterious flame of queen loana by umberto eco. Yambo describes it so perfectly.

A word. Like running into a wall. Saying Euclid or Ishmael was easy, like saying Jack and Jill went up a hill. Saying who I was, on the other hand, was like turning around and finding that wall. No, not a wall; I tried to explain. "It doesn't feel like something solid, it's like walking through a fog."

I bought the book again today and listened for eight straight hours while tracing those fragile lines with the brush.